Memories Poem by F.L. Racca Sr.

The nights are cold and long when you are not here
The only thing that exist in my heart and soul,
are the hours of memories from our days gone past.
For those memories which remain forever within me
Keep the fire lit in every beat of my broken heart
and the life within my soul alive.
With out these memories I could not survive
the darkness of my dreams each night.
Nor could I begin to live in the essence of time
that surrounds every second of my most cherished memory.
These memories are of everything to who I am,
and what I have become.
So with each breath I take, my thoughts are of you,
and from you my moments become my ever lasting memory
of a love that still exist within each hour of my reality.

Written in 1998